You'll be the best temporary wiper of fevered brows the world has ever known. Limited run, ticket price through the roof sort of thing.

[ irene will refuse to coddle him; not peter's willful ignorance of the situation ( keller was a threat, a thug and a killer; he's better off dead, so why mourn the loss of a problem ) but something closer to what moz would have done once he finished celebrating no more competition from his side of the law. ]

I do love you, you know.